I remember your laughter, the smile so bright. The days of all was a mystery in the impeding light.
The sorrows you shared of a life full of change. From a bad boy friend to the poor health that caused you so much pain.
The day you had your mural put on a wall for all to see for life. The excitement you shared. Such a strong gleam of light. No matter what the peril you continued to fight.
I miss you more than anyone understands. The years that have passed don't bridge this gap I have from the memories of holding your hand.
I see your face in many others and have doubled back to check. Of course I know you are free from this world, free from the pain and ill. But there always will be hope.
My beautiful angel. Rest in peace tonight. Wait for my songs I sing as I call out all the stars in the sky, as we did when you were here.
My art carries on for you. Every piece as if you were near.
These words could go on and on as there is never enough to write. Must I'm sure you know I continue to write. Not always connected. Piles of note books full. Hard drives with your words that only you and I know.
I've grown tired. Thought about giving up. But each time I get there I realize how strong you were and that you never ever gave up.
Nashoba copyrighted 2008

Early morning, they scuttle around, looking for some junk that no one has yet found.
Look another bright orange sign, slam on the brakes maybe we will make it on time.
Read the sign. Follow endless arrows. Some little punk changed the direction of these arrows.
We drove for an hour, Grandmother said keep going, we will find it, I know it has great offerings.
Tireless efforts the sun has now set. Grandmother was determined to still find this treasure nest.
As annoyed as I was, I would give her the endless days of driving around looking for those junk sale signs, if I could have just one more day.
Now she rides above me as I wander from sale to sale. Stopping only at the ones I know she would have wanted to.
I silently shop through others junk. Talking to her about each item I rummage through thinking of her.
My garage is full of boxes of other peoples stuff as I keep on buying all the junk you thought was just.
I learned much from you. Making money on this stuff. I love you dearly Grandmother for the lessons you taught.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017

The sun is hot in the open desert. A shadow of hope from the plants that look like they have withered.
Shade we seek the critters scream. Little feet scorching as the sand seems to melt.
Why must I live here. Many folk ask. Would you rather have the ocean to see versus the forever ending rows of Joshua Trees.
My skies are full of glistening stars, when the hot sun sets deep down afar. I have darkness you can never see.  I can see the milky way you see.
I don't need the beach house. I can always hear her waves.  A memory recorded deep in my mind.
The night skies are forever now mine. I fear not the heat of the day. I live my life simple like the old days. I have no wants. My needs are all meet.
As long as I have you with me at night. The stars are our peace in this crazy world.
I love my desert as I love you. Harsh at times. Life gets rough you see. But in the end it is just you and me.
Nashoba copyrighted 2014

Our eyes met from across the room. I looked away. You moved closer as to prevent me from getting away.
You spoke no words nor did I, seemed as if we had met before, almost just like this day.
You captured my attention. I could no longer look away. Energy you radiated was baffling even to this day.
You asked to sit at the table, the room seemed to empty. It was my mind playing tricks on me. But before I felt so empty. That all changed this very day.
Your hand touched mine, tingles of energy. Emotions transferred through the touch. I knew there could be more for us.
I longed for your voice so soothing bringing me peace. Your presence, became an addiction like you were a drug. I was dependant on, your energy.
Love you said to me. But I was never enough. You sought out others one by one, only I called your bluff.
You made me captive my heart, my mind, my body and my soul. Making me be self destructive. You swore you cared. But yet you continued to roam.
You were my soul mate as I was yours. Breaking my heart in half which you thought was yours.
I prevailed, you lost much. As only one true soul mate exists in your life, all others are fakes. You learned the harshest way, when the others slammed the door. Leaving you in the streets. Thank God I knew more.
I realized I had made a mistake. Being vulnerable at that stage in life. You were a player knowing how to see the weakness. Your words were as fake as you. Blessed with ones to show me the way away from you.
I learned much from you. You were never my soul mate but a soul ******* demon. I learned to look past the game face of others just like you.
I found my real mate. My soul mate no doubts for sure. Should you ever read this note, know that I couldn't ask for more. I'm loved unconditionally. Protected by him. I gave this man my hand in matrimony, and shall be for him with him until my end.
Nashoba copyrighted 2010

You vowed to protect our country, the lives of others worlds.
No fear, they teach you, live inside a shell.
You love just as others do, hidden only for a few to see.
Death is not to fear for you, as bravery allows none.
The battlefield is painful, especially for the young. Shocking as the reality is not of what they thought it was.
One out of many times you make it back to stateside. A few more of your brothers left behind, the images grow stronger staying with you forever.
This time I knew when you kissed me, something was different, you said you were never going back, that was long ago, those words were never spoken again.
The struggle to fit in. No peace for you. I knew I married a Solider, lived my life for you. Stood by your side, with every award of honor, every rank of promotion, so very proud of you.
Off you went to the other side of the world, just one more time. I will be here waiting for you till the end of time.
I removed the television, as the news of war continued to wear on me. All the loss of our troops, many friends and some were family.
Months had passed no words from you. I always worried about you.
A knock at the front door, on this cold winter night.
It was snowing heavily, thought crossed my mind, not to answer the door. The dogs didn't bark thus time making the quest even harder than the times before.
I slowly open the door to see what I dreaded many times before. The young officers standing straight and tall asked if they could come inside as the weather was very cold. I stepped back and let them in the door.
Silence seemed to last forever. My mind was already numb. As the officer handed me a package, he began to speak of you. Details were minimal, the words he spoke, I watched his face and lips move, but not hearing his words. A tear rolled from his eye as he said there was nothing I could do.
You are on a new journey now. Still fighting the wars. Lonesome in this house of ours. Now it's time for my tour. Maybe we will meet again on that long road of war..

Upon this desert floor I sit. Waiting for the clouds to split. Mesmerized by the sounds and feelings of thunder. Watching for that moment when you rain down on me.
The tortoise is waiting to drink from your medicine. The desert plants that most see as weeds await the sprinkles to invigorate life be it for a moment that is all they need.
The clouds bellow like plums of smoke, shifting shapes, laughter from the couple who eloped, joking about picking a day to be wed in the desert as the sky opens up.
Her wedding dress soaked, the groom spoke. We married in the storm, soaking wet, now we can get through life holding hands. There will be no storm we can't ride. My love for you shall never die.
Nashoba copyrighted 2017

Love is defined by many things. Love is an emotion that has left even the greatest scientists baffled.
Love from our family can also be pain. Love from friends is all the same. Young love with a mate can hurt the most.
Loving yourself is the true key to happiness. We can promise to never fail ourselves. Providing expectations only for thy self. Leaves no room for others to be disappointed and show how little they really understand what love is about.
Be true to you. Don't ever let anyone make you feel like you are not loved. As love is for you for your life.
I will always love myself no matter what is taken from my life.